All Chapters of THE REJECTED OMEGA'S KING: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

⋅ ⋅ ⚘ALEXIA'S POINT OF VIEW⚘ ⋅ ⋅ I was already seated at the head of the dining table, waiting for Mason, when the heavy thud of his familiar footsteps echoed down the hallway. A second later, he strode into the dining room. Walking straight up behind my chair, he leaned down, tilting his head just right to capture my lips in a deep, possessive kiss that stole the breath from my lungs. His lips were soft yet demanding, sending a wave of delicious warmth through me. I let out a breathless giggle as he slowly pulled back, his dark eyes sparkling with affection. “I missed you,” he murmured, his thumb gently stroking my cheek. He pressed a warm peck against my cheekbone before brushing his lips teasingly against my neck and catching the shell of my ear with a playful pop. “Mason!” I squealed, laughing softly as a shiver ran down my spine. “That’s my personal remedy for a long day,” he said, a devious smirk grazing his handsome features as he smoothed a thumb over my swollen lips befo

⋅ ⋅ ⚘ALEXIA'S POINT OF VIEW⚘ ⋅ ⋅ I stepped out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped tightly around my body, drying my hair, when I froze. Mason was standing by the bathroom, completely still, his gaze fixed somewhere beyond me. Something in his expression made me pause. His jaw was tense, the muscles in his cheek shifting beneath the skin, while his chest rose and fell in slow, uneven breaths. For a moment, he seemed far away, as though part of him were somewhere I couldn't reach. “Mason... are you alright?” I asked, stepping toward him. He didn't even hear me. I reached out and gently touched his forearm, and he flinched hard, his entire body jumping before his eyes snapped to mine. I had never seen him look so shaken, so dangerously on edge. “Are you alright?” I asked softly, my stomach knotting. “Yeah... I'm fine,” he rasped, his voice rough and tense. “I was supposed to ask you that. Are you okay?” “Yeah... I'm fine,” I replied, frowning. “I'm the one who should

⋅ ⋅ ♛ MASON POINT OF VIEW ♛ ⋅ ⋅ I slammed the parchment onto the desk, the slap echoing through the quiet office. Zarek picked it up, his eyes scanning the jet-black calligraphy. I couldn't purge the sight of those words from my mind. Apart from Heather, who would want to drive a wedge between Alexia and me, who else would dare? And what the hell had Ava meant with her veiled warning? I knew I needed to press her for real answers. I couldn't shake the feeling that she had been trying to warn me about something far more serious than what she'd actually said. Whatever she knew, she had deliberately held something back. And I intended to find out what she knew... and who she was trying to warn me about. I had just been informed that she was currently down at the clinic — likely receiving a checkup after her release — so I decided to head down there myself. "I want you to track down whose handwriting this is, Zarek," I commanded, my voice dropping into a dangerous rumble. "Find ou

⋅ ⋅ ⚘ALEXIA'S POINT OF VIEW⚘ ⋅ ⋅ Relief flooded my chest when Zarek suddenly appeared at the edge of the path, his heavy footsteps shattering the charged silence between us. If he hadn't stepped in, I knew I would have said too much. Much too much. But as I watched Mason walk away with Zarek to attend another urgent council matter, a knot of worry tightened in my stomach. I just hoped I was doing the right thing by keeping the peace. The days that followed were pure agony. Knox seemed to appear wherever I went. A tiny pressed flower would be waiting on my windowsill in the morning. A shadow would linger at the end of a quiet hallway. Across the grand hall, I'd catch his eyes on me, followed by that infuriating, knowing smirk. I started checking corners before turning. Every time I saw one of those flowers, my fingers curled around the petals until they crumbled. I wanted him gone. Gone from the palace. Gone from Kaia's life. Gone from mine. To make matters worse, whenev

⋅ ⋅ ⚘ALEXIA'S POINT OF VIEW⚘ ⋅ ⋅ Knox quickly apologised with a bewildered expression, scrambling out of bed as he grabbed his shirt and slipped out of the room as if he had no idea how he had ended up there in the first place. But I knew better than to trust a single move he made. Staring at my mate’s devastated face, I knew the time for staying silent to keep the peace was over. I had to tell Mason the absolute truth. “Mason…” I whimpered, my voice barely more than a raspy whisper. Though my fever had broken, my body felt hollow, drained, and completely weak. “Really, Alexia?” Mason barked, turning around to face me. The dark look in his eyes shattered my heart into a thousand pieces — he truly suspected me. “My own brother?” “Nothing happened between us, I swear to you!” I cried out, tears welling in my eyes. I searched his face for the man who had always looked at me as though I were his entire world. I couldn’t find him. “And you expect me just to believe that?” he spat